Fang Zheng got up early in the morning. He had a bad fall last night and his body was still a little sore when he woke up today.
Fang Zheng stretched and yawned greatly. After washing up, Fang Zheng was stunned, what are we going to do today? On such a beautiful day, we can't stay at home?
It was temporarily impossible to go to the academy. Due to the Turkic army moving south, the people of the Chinese Dynasty were panicked and the students could not study with peace of mind. Upon seeing this, the dean simply announced a holiday and would resume classes after the Turkic army retreated.
Ruyuzhai will open in half a month, and the preparations for the opening are being taken care of by the staff of the Fang family business. Fang Zheng can't help much even if he is gone.
I don’t know what the fat man has been doing these days. He can’t be seen. He hasn’t come to the house for a while. He took the initiative to look for him. Fang Zheng didn’t want to see the unruly Princess Changping.
"Oh, it's so damn boring. What can we do?" Fang Zheng lay down on the bed and began to think about it.
Before I could think about it, Butler Sun came.
"Master, there is a guest at the door. He is the general of the Jinwu Guard from last time. Do you want to meet him?"
"Brother Feng?" Fang Zheng jumped up from the bed as if he had been beaten to death: "Quickly, invite him in quickly!"
After a while, Feng Qiudao strode into Fang Zheng's small courtyard.
"Oh, Brother Feng, what kind of wind blows you here again?" Huh? Why do you say "again"?
Feng Qiudao smiled more naturally this time than before. The so-called "natural" actually just means that the corners of his mouth are stretched a little wider. This guy has always had the image of a tough guy, and smiling is more important to him than killing.
Still difficult.
"Brother Fang, I've taken the liberty to come to my door. I hope you won't blame me for being rude."
"No, no, Brother Feng, you are an honored guest." Fang Zheng smiled happily. Listening to Feng Qiudao talk about how to fight and how to kill people, today's day is no longer boring.
Fang Zheng was smiling, but unexpectedly, Feng Qiudao with a solemn expression pushed the gold mountain, toppled the jade pillar, made a "plop", and "bowed his head" to Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng's smile froze as if someone had pinched his neck, and then he was so frightened that he rushed forward and helped Feng Qiudao up: "Oh, what did you say? Brother Feng, what are you doing?
?How about we talk about it if we have something to do? As long as you say it, brother, I will never refuse if I can do it. - Except for borrowing money, I don’t have any money..."
Feng Qiudao looked at Fang Zheng with a grateful face and said: "Brother, I bow to you on behalf of the people of Dahua. Feng has received the imperial edict. The emperor has adopted your strategy of retreating from the enemy. Order
I led 20,000 elite cavalry to raid the grassland and set off tonight. Feng was right, brother, you are indeed a bloody man. If your strategy of retreating from the enemy is successful, you can at least protect me from Dahua San.
With five years of peace, how many fewer people will die in our country?"
"Ah?" Fang Zheng was stunned. The emperor actually adopted my plan, which was quite unexpected. It seems that I am really talented and resourceful, young master. No matter how low-key I am, I am as bright as a firefly in the dark.
Outstanding...
But... I didn't think about the life and death of the people when I came up with this idea. I just wanted to continue to be my dandy young master in peace. I had no choice but to come up with this idea. Feng Qiudao insisted that I put the young master in the service of the country and the people.
position, this... huge misunderstanding...
Fang Zheng laughed dryly and said: "Brother Feng, you are too polite. Haha, if I say that my original intention of coming up with this idea was not for the people, you... don't have any objection?"
Feng Qiudao said: "No matter who it is for, the people have accepted your favor. Don't worry, brother, you are the one who came up with the plan. Feng will not embarrass you by entering the grassland!"
"Ah, no, no, it doesn't matter if it's embarrassing. I don't care. I'm just talking casually. Don't take it too seriously..."
When Fang Zheng said this, he suddenly became worried about something. Everyone seemed to be sure that his idea would work. The same was true for Fatty and the same was true for Feng Qiudao. They had confidence in themselves. This was Fang Zheng's.
Zheng is very pleased. But what if the strategy doesn't work?
"Brother Feng, let me ask you a question," Fang Zheng swallowed hard and said, "Well... what if, I mean what if, the strategy I proposed to retreat from the enemy fails? -
Er, the emperor will not punish my nine tribes?"
Victory is gratifying, but in defeat, the court has to find a scapegoat? This strategy was originally devised by Fang Zheng, and the Fang family has nothing to do with the court officials. If the responsibility is to be investigated, who is more suitable than Fang Zheng to play the role of this poor scapegoat?
sheep?.
Feng Qiudao frowned when he heard this and said: "Brother, how can you be so unsure of yourself? Mr. Wei, Minister of the Ministry of War, together with the generals of the guards, slightly modified the details of your plan. Everyone said that this plan has the possibility of success.
It's very promising. I have carefully studied your strategy and I think it is very feasible. Don't worry, brother."
Can you believe what the court officials say? This old Feng is too naive.
"What if it fails?"
Feng Qiudao muttered: "If it really fails, Feng and the 20,000 elites will not be able to come back. And, brother, I'm afraid you will also..."
Feng Qiudao shook his head and did not continue.
But Fang Zheng understood what Feng Qiudao meant. The plan failed and I couldn't get rid of the idea. He washed his neck and prepared to be stabbed.
Fang Zheng wished he could slap himself hard, why the hell do I have such a mean mouth! I have a good life, but I have to be so stupid and stupid as to offer some bullshit strategy to the court, and I don’t even think about it, the court is so easy to dismiss.
When people buy a roll of toilet paper in a store, they still need after-sales service. What’s more, this is a major matter related to the survival of the country. How can I let it go?
It's neither Zhuge Liang nor Zhou Gongjin. If the narcissus doesn't bloom, how can you pretend to be so stupid! This time, I've thrown myself into it.
"But don't worry, brother, don't say that this plan will not fail. Even if it fails, His Royal Highness Prince Fu will keep you safe. I heard that His Royal Highness Prince Fu has made a promise in front of the emperor. If you win, you will be rewarded. If you lose, you will not be held accountable. The emperor also agreed.
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It turns out that's the case. Now I feel much more relaxed. The fat man is really loyal.
While Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, he began to worry about Feng Qiudao: "Brother Feng, the people of the grassland tribes are tough and fierce. Even the old, weak, women and children are all good at riding and shooting. Don't take it lightly. I'm still waiting for you to come back.
I'm telling you the story of leading troops to fight."
"Don't worry, brother. Feng grew up in the frontier fortress and knows a lot about the Turks on the grassland. Just wait for my good news."
The two talked for a while, and then Feng Qiudao stood up to leave and went back to the barracks to organize the army.
In May of the twelfth year of Jianwu, Feng Qiudao, deputy general of the Longwu Army, led 20,000 elite cavalrymen and secretly left the capital at starry night and headed west. In this secret operation, only a few civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty could touch the core secrets.
Except for the ministers, no one knew about it. The ministers were still arguing fiercely in the court every day about peace or war.
Before Feng Qiudao led his troops into the grassland, another military report came from the capital. After holding on for three days, Dingzhou was captured by the Turkic army. On the day the city was captured, Liu Chengfeng, the prefect of Dingzhou, and Wu Guangde, the garrison general, died for their country. All the young women in the city
They were taken prisoner and all the others were slaughtered. After looting, the Turks set fire to the city. For a time, Dingzhou was covered with hundreds of miles of red land, and blood flowed into rivers. As far as the eye could see, everything was reduced to scorched earth. The surviving people took their families and fled south one after another.
Military disaster.
Now the Turkic army has directed its troops towards Youzhou, and the vanguard of 50,000 troops has reached the city. Youzhou is in danger.
When the news reached the capital, the emperor was furious, the ministers panicked, and the argument between the war faction and the peace faction became more intense. Peace would lose the prestige of the country, the hearts of the people, and war, and there would be no soldiers to fight. Every day in the court was like food.
The emperor was annoyed by the market-like noise, but he didn't expect the ministers who could only talk about it to come up with any ideas. He cast his eyes to the northwest, where an army was crossing the Loess Plateau, and it was getting bigger and bigger day by day.
It is close to the grassland that the Chinese people have not entered for hundreds of years.
This army may be the last hope of the Chinese Dynasty.
The court is quarreling and the Fang family is not at peace, which has nothing to do with the government.
These days, Mr. Fang devotes more and more attention and energy to his only precious son.
Ever since he broke his head, this son has really enlightened himself as the servants of the Fang family said. Master Fang can find evidence of this in many aspects of daily life, such as learning, how to treat people, and he is no worse than the head of the family.
With his talent, long-term vision, etc., Mr. Fang even had the idea that if he completely handed over the family's property to his son now, the achievements of the Fang family business would be far greater than that.
The feeling of being happy is the truest reflection of Mr. Fang’s current mood. After waiting for so many years, God finally opened his eyes and his son was reborn. How could we not teach him to be happy and happy?
Therefore, under the old man's loving attention, Fang Zheng's trouble came. To outsiders, this was a charming trouble. - Master Fang planned to find a marriage for him.
Ever since they knew Princess Changping's identity, Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang had given up the idea of accepting her as their daughter-in-law. The difference in status was too great, and this was too unreliable. But Mr. Fang had to get married, and it would be dangerous to delay it any longer.
It has become a joke in Jinling business district.
In ancient times, there were very few unmarried eighteen-year-old men. Even if there were, they were from poor families who could not afford the betrothal gifts and could not even fill their own stomachs. Although the social status of the Fang family was not high, they had the worst conveniences.
It's silver.
It's just that Fang Zheng's predecessor was such a bastard that no good family was willing to marry their daughter to him, so Fang Zheng has been delayed until now.
Now that Fang Zheng has traveled through time, he is kind to people, never puts on the airs of a young master, and is highly knowledgeable (this is represented by his more than 300 pairs against Master Chen). These changes have been spread by the servants who are interested, so,
Now Master Fang has gained quite a reputation in the Jinling business district, and everyone looks up to him with admiration. Once his reputation is good, marriages will naturally come to his doorstep.
There were three marriages coming to our door, all of which were the daughters of the proprietors of shops in Jinling City. The three families had one thing in common, their businesses all relied on the support of the Fang family business. To be precise, these three marriages were all business marriages.
properties.
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Someone in the book review section said that the protagonist is too pure. This is normal. Because the author himself is very pure.